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The more she spouts shit, the more uninterested Trick looks as he just sips his beer and sighs.
“My daddy is powerful, he could cause a lot of problems for you,” she adds, her smile vindictive.
I smirk at that, I’ve realized who she is, and her daddy owes us a favor for fixing a problem of his. He won’t give a flying fuck what his little princess has to say.
When none of us reply to the threat, and we just sit there staring at her, I'm almost certain that now she will realize that she’s not getting anywhere, not going to get what she wants, and just walk away. But I’m wrong. Instead, she starts off on a whole new fucking tirade and ends up spouting some shit that is truly crazy. I sort of just stare at her in shock, because it’s truly unhinged, and then I look at Trick because you bet your fucking ass I’m judging him right now.
The girl is still screaming like crazy, but she’s so into it that she doesn't even notice when Trick starts talking and he responds to my look judging him.
“It was the twelfth,” he replies, which is enough explanation that he needs to give. We all have that date imprinted on our souls. Even though he doesn’t need to say anything else, he adds, “I was drunk.”
We all nod, we get it.
The twelfth is the date that Ever disappeared; none of us do very well on that date, although we do try to make sure that we’re all together so that we can remind ourselves of all things Ever, but this year, it just didn’t happen, and we didn’t get a chance to do it. For every year that passes, I start to lose hope that we’re going to find her. I do wonder if we should find her; I mean, our world is dangerous now, really fucking dangerous, and as much as I want Ever back with us, I’m not sure that it’s a very good idea.
I’m not going to bring it up though, because I’m selfish as fuck and I’d still rather have her with us. I know a lot can change in so long, but the Ever that we knew back then was full of fire; she’d be able to handle our world with no fucking problem.
There’s one thing that you never do with Ever, and that’s underestimate her. At least, that’s what I’ll keep telling myself. To most, it would probably be weird that we’re still so affected by the loss of her, considering we were young when she went, but she was one of us. She made us whole, and we’ve never been the same since she's gone.
I tune back in when the girls screeches hit decibles so fucking high that I swear only fucking animals will be able to hear her.
“Fucking hell,” Jensen curses, his finger wiggling in his ear.
I grimace; it always fascinates me when the girls react like this. We are always honest, and if they come back again, then we’re as kind as we can be in that situation, that is, until they won't take no for an answer, and then we say what we have to in order to ensure that they get it. Even though Trick was still a lot nicer than he could have been.
It doesn’t take long for a group of the girl's friends to come over and take her away, still hurling insults at Trick as she goes; they all give us glares which makes no sense, since we were just sitting here minding our business when she came over and started screaming like a fucking banshee.
“You’re a real asshole, you know that?” one of them says directly to Trick, he smirks and salutes her with his beer, which makes the rest of us chuckle and her stomp off after her friend angrily.
“Well, that was eventful,” Riot chuckles.
Trick sighs, “It’s ridiculous.”
Jensen snorts, “Aw, they all think that they can change us and make us want to date.”
“It’s the whole wanting something that they can’t have, and the supposed infamy if they actually manage to get one of us to commit,” Riot suggests.
“You’d think they’d realize by now that isn’t going to happen; we fuck, we don’t date. We never have,” I reply.
“At least most of them get it,” Jensen shrugs.
“He’s right. We could be dealing with crazies like that far more often,” Rafe signs.
“I think we’re actually pretty lucky that it’s only every once in a while that it happens,” Riot agrees and then adds with a chuckle, “Atlas would’ve gotten a kick out of that.”
I’m just about to reply that actually, the girl probably would’ve held back a bit since most of them were scared of Atlas when Rylie approaches.
Jensen groans, “You’re not about to go off on us too are you?”
Rylie chuckles, “Nope, one, I’ve never slept with any of you, and I have no interest, I like boobs, and two, you guys have far too much drama surrounding you.”
I pull a face, “Fair point. What’s up?”
Her face becomes serious as she hands a notebook to Trick, “Rose’s sister got all of the girls that Ryan has been involved with since he moved here to write down statements and their contact information. They are all willing to testify against him.”
My eyebrows hit my hairline. It’s impressive that she’s managed to get the information, and it says a lot about the kind of person that she is; she didn’t just let it go and move on with her life.
“Why are you giving it to us since they’re all Tomlinson girls,” I ask, and then, realizing that it sounded harsh, I add, “We’ll take care of it, of course, but I was just wondering if there was a reason why you’re giving it to us.”
